[Apparently Jinx is working on her latest work of art, a painting of some of the chosen in their "noir" forms painted on the wall of the Digital Dive Bar. Noir must be holding the camera because it's wobbling slightly]

And really I just don't understand what her problem is. I helped her out after all, is she really THAT sensitive about having flirted with evil in the past? Maybe she's just afraid green genes is gonna change his mind...

[As she talks she's working on the shading of noir Terra who is sitting at a small table with Noir Beastboy sharing pizza, but the picture goes fuzzy and comes back in on a storage facility and...is that Wally?

As the clip ends the picture comes back and Jinx is watching the screen with dismay]

Well...that was humiliating to relive.

Is this something that happens often around here? One of those...oddities of the city?

Glitches.

Watch your mouth, Bearmon. Is there any way to protect yourself from them?

If we knew, would we need Chosen?

No wonder this place needs our help. But at least it doesn't seem to hurt anyone. Physically. [He feels the need to clarify.] This is just something to weather through, isn't it? I'm not the biggest fan of--

[Sorry, Ratchet, what was that? The video's going to click on and, guess what--oh, you already know.]

( cut for length )

[Bearmon's face is worrying at the screen. There's a lot going on that he doesn't understand, so it's more confusion than anything else. He glances up at Ratchet, off screen.]

Didn't need that reminder. Like I said, I am not the biggest fan of the grin and bear it method. Turn that thing off already, Bearmon.

[The video opens up as an angle shot, shooting a good view of Sprocket on the floor coloring with crayons like a five year old. It's quite a feat considering he has no fingers. Arcee can just barely be seen relaxing behind him, lounging on her couch in her apartment. Both of them seem unaware that the feed was turned on, so that can only mean one thing.]

I think I'm gonna draw my future house...

Knock your socks off. [Arcee swings herself up and looks as though she's about ready to leave the room.] I need to get a drink. Want me to grab anything while I'm up?

Juice box~

[Yeah, he sings that. And before he can say anything else, the video changes to static and starts broadcasting, well... a whole bunch of other things. Obviously not taking place in Tokyo, it has more to do with those robot things people may have seen before with these other leaking videos. This one's blue this time! And a lady! Sounding just like that lady before who was getting juice boxes. Of course, she doesn't sound so calm and cool in these flashbacks. There's a lot of screaming and spiders and loud noises and screaming. Really, nothing is very pleasant about it.

But wait, there's more! Just when you think that little tidbit is over and done with, more images begin to flash. Again, more robots, and again, more dead things. Only this time we got things like zombies. It's all very loud and obnoxious and continues to follow the very grim pattern a lot of these videos have been going with lately.

When it finally does end, the feed takes us back to a very wide-eyed Sprocket. For a guy whose face is made out of metal, he looks unusually pale. Like he's just seen a ghost or something. That...that was certainly a thing he just saw.

Arcee returns to the room with two juice boxes without a care in the world. Apparently she missed the whole thing.]

Apple okay?

APPLE IS FINE!

[He shouts that awkwardly, like she caught him off guard.]

[Hello, everyone! There's another memory coming your way, and it's slightly disconcerting.]

( skyscraper opera )

[Fuko was out of the apartment today, with a big bag full of wooden stars. She finally had enough to start giving out, and that's what she's been doing to every person and Digimon that's crossed her path.]

Please have this! [She would plead before returning to her bag and running to the next victim. It's been going on for a long while now, and Penguinmon was getting really bored.]

I don't think you've brought enough. [Sarcasm. You're soaking in it. Fuko didn't seem to notice. Shame.]

( The Older And Younger Sister's Founder's Festival )

[And with that, the memory ended. Penguinmon was on the feed again, having just seen what Fuko had been hiding. Fuko stood still, her eyes staring straight ahead, a starfish in her grip.]

Fuko...

[She didn't turn or even say anything for the longest time. Finally-] I guess I didn't bring enough today.


[[ooc: Sorry about the double videos, they did not make this scene good for linking. In case it didn't go to the correct time stamps, they are 7:37-9:10 for the first video and 1:58-4:20 for the second.]]

[When the video starts, all that can be seen is the face of a sleeping Marley clutching a stuffed Leomon doll close. Looks like someone had dozed off while scrolling through things on her D-Terminal and her hand had accidentally hit the recording button. After a moment, though, her brows furrow and she rolls over, sending her D-Terminal crashing to the floor.

There's static a moment before the scene switches to sudden darkness, almost as if the device has turned off. However, it doesn't take long for a bright light to appear. It takes on the shape of a rather large, yet nondescript Digimon. Its eyes are a burning red, and as it focuses on the screen, many bodies can be seen lying around it in a pool of blood. There's a sense of foreboding as the red eyes bore into those who continue to stare at the screen.

Static takes to the screen once more, and then completely goes black.]

[Enough with the memory leaks? Nonsense!

Baron is playing with the D-Terminal, casually scrolling through the network while Elizabeth is shopping at Lilymon's Beauty, as it's one of her many ways to distract herself along with getting the cutest clothes of course. She's been quiet for a while, resting from being in two major battles in a row, but now she is alright... or as alright as one could be here in Terminal Tokyo. The feed shows the curtains of the dressing room before Elizabeth comes out and gives a twirl in a red, frilly dress, which still keeps the cute historical look on her.]

Ta-da! It's such a lovely color for the upcoming autumn season, don't you think?

It looks nice on you.

[However, the feed suddenly takes a cut to a black screen, static cracking loudly as a different scene is forming.]

( cut for images; small blood and body horror warning inside )

[Reality returns to Terminal Tokyo with a now horrified Elizabeth, covering her mouth with her hands and eyes wide like a deer in headlights... only lasting for a few seconds before dashing back into the dressing room to hide. Baron just smacks a claw at his face.]

Dammit...